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Awake by a long shot. The WT was about spooky numbers, esoteric stuff. Extremely preachy. Awake remind me a bit of National Geographic. My family was rah rah National Geographic. Bare breasted women were acceptable in National Geographic. Awake would write about someting generally, only the last few paragraphs would have the JW rant.
Does anyone know the purpose of Awake? Of course, it was vaguely similar to Natil Geo. or Readers' Digest. I was starved for any reading material. Believe it or not, the pseuo historical stuff gave me an advantage over classmates. We were working poor. No one had literature at home.
In fairness to my mom, we were enrolleld in preschool library school and heard story tellers, played games, sang songs, and even did a maypole dance. We looked like Buffy and Jodie at library school. I adored library school so I cried so hard to go to normal school. My mom enrolled me in a special teaching kindergarten at a teachers' college. It was around Brown v. Board of Education. They were messing with my mind. It was integrated. There were white dolls and black dolls. Sometimes the white dolls were awol. I would debate whether to play with a black doll for the longes time and ultimately, refuse. We brought home four to five books per day. Curious George and Mike Mullgan and his steam shovel knocked out much Witness doctrine. Oh, the teachers college preschool served us milk and good cookie. The milk was served in a glass pitcher with real glasses. Education was all down hill until college.